Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Morgan:
I decided to treat myself to a solo vacation. Why not? Valentine's Day is around the corner and I don't want to be depressed. This will be the perfect pick-me-up.
But when I wander away from the resort, I come upon a devastatingly handsome man in the water.
He's huge... gorgeous ... and so BIG that my insides go melty and hot.
Not only that, but there's a bulge at the base of his tool. What in the world is that? It's a HUGE knot, five inches wide, and throbbing with power. I want to taste ... touch ... and most of all, FEEL!
But how can this be happening?
After all, knots are the stuff of science fiction, right?
But Brax is all too real ... and even crazier, this ENTIRE ISLAND is occupied by gorgeous guys with knotted tools!
Have I died and gone to Heaven?
I discovered a secret island populated by gorgeous, hung men who have KNOTS in their appendages... and I want to try them all!
Morgan:
I decided to treat myself to a solo vacation. Why not? Valentine's Day is around the corner and I don't want to be depressed. This will be the perfect pick-me-up.
But when I wander away from the resort, I come upon a devastatingly handsome man in the water.
He's huge... gorgeous ... and so BIG that my insides go melty and hot.
Not only that, but there's a bulge at the base of his tool. What in the world is that? It's a HUGE knot, five inches wide, and throbbing with power. I want to taste ... touch ... and most of all, FEEL!
But how can this be happening?
After all, knots are the stuff of science fiction, right?
But Brax is all too real ... and even crazier, this ENTIRE ISLAND is occupied by gorgeous guys with knotted tools!
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1
Morgan
I stretch my legs across the width of my bed, lamenting the fact that I still need to shave them before I go to sleep but too lazy to really want to commit to such a tedious task.
When the heck was the last time I shaved, anyways? I frown, rubbing at the stubble with the back of my foot. No one will want to hook up with a girl who looks like a werewolf. Or maybe there will be a werewolf man? Who knows?
Get a hold of yourself, my brain commands. Come on, back to reality, Morgs.
It’s all I can do to control my mind because it’s been doing cerebral gymnastics for the last two days, trying to wrap up projects at work while also getting ready for my short, but much needed vacation.
Shave legs, remember toothbrush, should I bring condoms, or is that too presumptuous? Oh crap, I better snag a sweater for the plane.
“And then I had to ask what exactly that move was, because while I might be learning a lot, there’s a whole other world of naughty out there. It’s easier to execute than one might think…”
I blink, having almost forgotten that I was on the phone with my best friend, Tanya.
“Sure,” I insert quickly. “I mean, you’ve got some good teachers,” I offer.
“Exactly,” Tanya says with a satisfied smile. “And then did I tell you…”
Her voice fades in my mind as my attention wanders back to my trip. Did I remember to set my out of office message? Shoot, I still haven’t picked up my dry-cleaning. Not that I need it for the trip, but I will when I get back.
Out loud, I accidentally sigh.
“A sigh, really? Is my sex life that boring?” Tanya demands through the phone screen.
I giggle and shake my head vehemently, even though she can’t see me since I’m standing across the room. I feel bad that I haven’t been able to focus on her usually fascinating tales but I’m getting antsy about my to-do list. I haven’t taken a vacation by myself pretty much ever, and it’s proving more daunting than I realized it would be.
“Oh no, your sex-capades are anything but boring,” I assure her quickly. “I was distracted by how dull my life is in comparison,” I say to my hot-headed best friend.
In fact, as much as I’m embarrassed to admit it, Tanya’s no-holes-barred (pun intended) account of life with six sexy men is making me a little wet and more than a little jealous. Sometimes I deliberately tune her out, just so I don’t end up offering to join in the melee. Then again, I don’t really want to be naked with another woman, even if it’s my buddy. Tanya’s cute, but I don’t swing that way.
Maybe you should swing that way, the voice in my head chides. It’s been forever since you got some.
I merely shake my head.
Man, this trip could not be coming at a better time, I think, catching another sigh before it can escape my lips.
“Your life is not dull, Morgan,” Tanya tries to reassure me. “Look at you. You’re going to some random ass island all by yourself, ready to have fun.” She giggles. “But I didn’t mean to dominate our conversation—I guess I got all caught up in my own stories. Sorry. Tell me more.”
I laugh. “I’m not going through anything, Tanya,” I say as I stretch out further across the bed. “And that’s kind of the problem.”
I can almost see Tanya’s frown through the phone, her bright blue eyes scrunched with concern. “Well come on then. Spill it.”
I flop over onto my belly and lean on my elbows.
“You’re going to think I’m nuts,” I caution.
“Um hello? I have six boyfriends. I’m surrounded by nuts.” She giggles, a bell-like sound that I’ve seen many a man swoon over.
“Oh my god, Tanya,” I laugh loudly, a small snort escaping my nose. “Your jokes are that bad and they still keep you around?”
Tanya giggles again. “Hey, these boys need me, as Henry, Carl, and Chris proved last night. I’m still sore. Especially after James decided to find me in the shower this morning.”
I blush crimson even though I’m alone in my tiny New York apartment. I swear that the cat-clock on the wall gives me a knowing look.
“But enough about me, for real this time,” my friend says in a stern voice. “What’s going on, Morgan? You don’t seem all that excited for your vacation. Did someone hassle you about taking time off?”
She sounds like an upset big sister and I smile at her protectiveness.
I laugh easily. “Look, I appreciate the ‘let me kick someone’s ass for you’ attitude, but no, no one is bugging me about taking time off. Honestly, I’m half-convinced that HRA has no idea that I even work there. The lady looked super confused when I put in my request for time off.”